My Life In High School

Stepping on to my high school’s campus for the first time, I felt a little nervous, a bit excited and very clueless. I rushed to my friends who were conveniently standing near the entrance; almost as to feel safe. The transition from middle school to high school meant very much to me. I entered high school knowing that it was my chance to finally work towards reaching my goal of attending college; it was the chance life had privileged me with. Looking back it all now, It was a change I didn't feel prepared for, yet, I regret very little and glad I worked as hard as I did.

After freshman year, I put the past behind me. Being the positive and optimistic student athlete that I was, little did I know that soccer was not in my future for my sophomore year of high school. I've always adored playing sports, but to be able to represent my school would be outstanding. Getting cut from the middle school soccer team multiple seasons really made an impact in my life. Countless hours of training finally led to the one moment I have always waited for. The coach handed me the small, terrifying paper which for once, was not so terrifying. Markings within the paper signaled that I had made the freshman soccer team, sparking new hope in my future with the sport. Having the most ideal soccer season that I have ever had led me to try out the following season as a sophomore.

Back when i was in middle school and i was a pretten and was barely becoming a teenager.in middle school i had just switched schools twice. Switching schools wasn't easy for me it made things harder for me. I was failing most of my classes as a seventh grader; i §had §hit a point in my life where i gave up. Then one day my dad had gone into my room and said Asmariah you need to stop doing whatever you're doing and get started on your homework and get on top of your school work

I would like to pretend that the bridge between elementary school and high school did not exist for me—that junior high just did not happen. I was a seemingly thoughtless kid, determined to make it out of school entirely and live in my own world where nobody could tell me what to do. I was awkward, irrational, and rebellious, three qualities I cannot thank my parents enough for dealing with. But the experiences and people I encountered in my junior high years almost made that whole chapter of my life worth reliving. I went through a lot in junior high, and have many memories of ridiculous instances that make it easy to make fun of myself.

Going into high school didn’t give me the effect I was expecting. Instead of my usual indifference about life, I found a light at the end of the tunnel. My entire outlook was shifted from one point of the spectrum to its opposite. Everything I thought I knew had been revised in way. My experiences in high school have done a great job in shaping how I perceive the world. Freshman year is when I began learning about the real world.

Throughout my life, I’ve experienced periods of time where my interest in an activity would peak. Sometimes it was a television show, other times a game, and, on rare occasions a class I had at school. When I first got to high school, I was unsure how it would shape me as I grew into an adult. Before going to my first day at high school though, I had my first day somewhere else: Millstone trails, where I would spend much of my next four years after school running for cross country practice. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Joining the team had been an on the whim decision to obtain a P.E. credit while saving a block in my schedule for a class I could actually learn in and enjoy. I had never run at all before, much less the distances that were expected from me. What I truly never expected though was for that sport to have almost as big an influence on me as my entire high school education did.

The summer before my freshman year of highschool I decided to have a party with all my friends. My dad had purchased a blow screen and a projector so I could watch movies in the back with my friends. My parent told me I had limit of 16 of kids I could have over and I thought that was ridiculous and like any other rebellious teenager I invited all my friends over and told them to invite whomever they wanted. Instead of 16 people over I ended up having around 60 kids from my grade show up, including a some kids from valley that I had never even met before. Though many more people came over than my parents expected, they were not mad at me. That was something I always really appreciated about my parents, how understanding they were to my free spirit. As long as I kept everything under control I would not be in trouble with my them. My mom was so impressed by the turn out she took a picture of all of us. I remember being so happy to be the one responsible for having everyone get together that night to just watch movies and hangout in my backyard for a good night.

4th grade was a filled with chaos. Even if I try to remember one moment, I can only pull out blurry images. But out of all of these foggy memories, one stands above all. Three years back, I’m standing in front of the whole class; face as red like blood as everyone gawks and laughs. How I got into this situation is a long story. Very little did I know, it would alter my singing ‘career’.

Sixth grade seem like a century ago, yet I still have vivid sometimes frightening memories of that wretched year. I still remember the day we learned about Idioms. How amazing it was to my sixth-grade mind that I could use these unusual phrases to describe what I was experiencing. Today I will use my most valuable sixth grade English skills and pair my favorite idiom to my experiences.

My Life has never been easy. I’ve never been the smartest or the most athletic which has brought me down lots of times because I have always envied the people who can get an A on the super hard math test or the person who is good at every sport just magically, but me, I’ve always been the funny girl; the girl thats always happy and smiley. Everyday I put on a smile and try to be nice to everyone even during hard times. Being this outgoing person has given me opportunities in school to branch out and meet new people, learn, and help shape the person I am today. Throughout this long, but short journey of high school I have experienced many events and situations that I would never regret.

Since the dawn of time I have always been that shy kid in the back of the class. Through my elementary school years I was known as the teacher's pet and I loved it. I would always be the one to help my teachers with grading papers, or being able to write on the board. Basically, I got away with a lot of stuff. Fast forward a few years and we end up in middle school. Some of the best and worst days of my life. My shyness still followed me like a shadow but every once and awhile that shadow disappeared when someone broke through and took the time to get to know me. I’m usually not the one to go up to people and start a conversation, I let people do that. In my head I think, ‘if they want to talk to me then they will’. This is the reason I have few friends, I’m very selective. So with my few friends we stuck around and made it to eighth grade where we got all pumped up for high school and we started to hear about this five year plan called early college. We went on a field trip soon after and I fell in love with the opportunity for a brighter future in a shorter amount of time. I quickly applied but tried not to think about it much because I knew that if I did that I would get my hopes up when they were only selecting a handful of kids from our school. I had this doubt in the back of my mind that I wouldn’t be good enough for this school when everyone around me kept telling me I’d make it. To my surprise, I did. When I got accepted it was one of the biggest life changing

Graduating high school was something I will forever cherish. To be staring over and moving on to college where I could actually work towards a career that I anticipated I had been wanting to do for years now was very overwhelming but exciting at the same time. Thankfully my hard work in high school paid off and I had gotten into the school of my choice, The University of New Hampshire, where I would be studying towards business administration with a focus in finance. Everything I had thought I had wanted at this time fell perfectly into my hands. Little did I know I would be taking a whole different route than I had anticipated.

High School isn’t easy at all and you’re starting at a new school. For Me it was very hard. I barely knew anyone at the school, so my whole 9th grade year I was to myself. I was the very quiet girl that sat in the back and people probably thought I was weird. But, I didn’t Know anyone. Yes, My sister was a Senior and We had like one class together but, other than that I didn’t talk to anyone really. I tried my best to get to know different people and try to step out my box but it was sooo hard. I didn’t know anyone. There was a lot of mean people in High School, High school is very cruel and horrible and I hate high school. I knew before I started it was going to be very hard I thought it was going to be simple and fun. It wasn’t neither of those to be honest.

On the last day of a two-week summer class, I walked down hallways that were still unfamiliar to me, in a school I didn’t know. The previous year, in ninth grade, I went to a quiet online school, and I planned on going there again. Attending this school, PLHS, was always an option, but I kept thinking it would be to much to handle. Except now, after spending some time in a real classroom, I thought about how I actually wanted to experience more aspects of high school than a computer screen. My supportive family told me I could transfer schools if I really wanted, and even though I knew it would probably be overwhelming, a few months later, I was enrolled in PLHS.

At the beginning of my high school journey, it was scary. Just the thought of a new school, meeting new people, and the fact that this would be my last years before becoming an “adult” and getting closer to college, was unbelievable, yet scary. My high school journey had many ups and down. These ups and downs vary because I experienced them in my academics and socially. I can’t forget that  I learned a lot and met many different personalities, with people whom I trust and had many great times. Also as growing up throughout high school, I’m slowly seeing who I am. I know this is not the end of life, just a great piece of my life will end and everything will soon change again.